La Sabia Escuela (feat. Canserbero y Lil Supa)

For real
No fear
Gunshot
You suppose that

Pure bullshit, you're not for real to me
If you want a battle, come, we got no fear
What are you talking about if you don't have a gunshot?
You don't really know who we are, you suppose that

Pure bullshit, you're not for real to me
If you want a battle, come, we got no fear
What are you talking about if you don't have a gunshot?
You don't really know who we are, you suppose that

I walk with my right foot in a left-wing country
Where they drown in fashion, the rest doesn't matter
Presidential strings wash your brain
Plus the vanity that makes humility burn in lava

I have nothing except everything that guides me
And as long as there are beats and phrases, I'll say what comes naturally
The verse that escapes my mouth is misunderstood
By sluts who only think about boots and clothes

Don't talk to me about the street because to be sensible
I also walked barefoot due to the lack of shoes
Don't come to boast to me about your shootouts
And it's because I've seen many like you wrapped in wood

If your career had a face, I would spit on it
We are proof that there are poets in Venezuela
Don't get it wrong, I'm not just anyone talking to you
I made a mistake, I'm not from the old school, I'm from the wise School

Enough of gangsters who smoke palms
They get inspired when you talk to them and still don't raise their hands
Is it because their souls wear a skirt?
Or are they angry to admit that a white boy was born for this shit?

I'm not inspired by those who thought they were violent
For me, underground is someone who learned from the neighborhood and was honest
Am I the best? I answer that it's not true
Even if I say I have no talent, judge me for lying

I know that later it's too late, that's why I've come to tell you
What some like and others feel guilty about
The real ones will identify when I speak to them
For Supa's voice is nothing but respect in the air

The one we all breathe but few give
Since most these days just live in vain
They don't realize that friends and brothers
Are the only ones capable of lending a hand when they're wrong

Correct me if I'm wrong
If I sound committed it's because I live in love
With what I do and of course I understand your compliments
And it's not that I'm arrogant, I'm a humble one who speaks clearly
And it's not that I'm arrogant, I'm a humble one who speaks clearly

Pure bullshit, you're not for real to me
If you want a battle, come, we got no fear
What are you talking about if you don't have a gunshot?
You don't really know who we are, you suppose that

Pure bullshit, you're not for real to me
If you want a battle, come, we got no fear
What are you talking about if you don't have a gunshot?
You don't really know who we are, you suppose that

Uh (it's CanZoo, baby)
Yeah (it's CanZoo)
Uh

I'm armed but with a Norma notebook
Double line, paper mate, mongol, sharpener and cap
I represent the new era, not the cap brand
But a family like Sicily and the Camorra

The years, sooner or later, go by
That's why I bring my hardcore chant
High in saturated fats, because it can cause a heart attack
Disastrous, in plastic rappers like Hasbro dolls

There are so many prophet poets philosophasters
Who reach the goal the same with a false speech
I live this culture, I'm sick and I don't get tired
And I try to make my writing sincere when I release it

I manage to distinguish those who can write a song
And receive love from those who will follow
And I feel sorry for those who alienate themselves
Because what's the point of fame if it's not for real

I have a thousand reasons
To keep attacking a dirty system that is lying to you
That has us competing since we were kids
Against fake friends who only hang out for Nintendo

Pure bullshit, you're not for real to me
If you want a battle, come, we got no fear
What are you talking about if you don't have a gunshot?
You don't really know who we are, you suppose that

Pure bullshit, you're not for real to me
If you want a battle, come, we got no fear
What are you talking about if you don't have a gunshot?
You don't really know who we are, you suppose that

Oh, oh, oh-oh (suppose that)
Ah, you just suppose that (oh, oh, oh-oh)
You don't know us, you just suppose that
Maracay (you just suppose that)

The truth hurts, right? (Hurts, right? Hurts, right?)
Many are afraid of these coming together again
Many [?] to you
Today we represent [?]
I bring the track [?]
The Canserbero